Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 245. Crimson blades stain the sky, pacifying the mad bandits; Azure blood fills the plains, burying the enemy chieftain.

Blood Rakshasa, with a fiery temper and always forthright, immediately declared loudly upon hearing this: "Very well! Hero Shi, I won't stand on ceremony with you. Interrogate Xie Zhichuan carefully and ask him how many scoundrels he brought tonight in an attempt to rob the Khorchin's money and grain. Such behavior is truly despicable!"

As she spoke, her eyebrows furrowed, and a flicker of anger flashed in her eyes, revealing her bold and unrestrained nature as a member of the martial arts world.

Shi Feiyang glanced to the side, then suddenly feigned great alarm, exclaiming loudly, "Xie Zhichuan? Huh, where did that villain Xie Zhichuan go? How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

His shout was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, startling the surrounding air.

Upon hearing this, the four—Blood Rakshasa, Liu Pingsheng, Wu Zhengliang, and Ling Lanzhi—were all shaken.

Blood Rakshasa's eyes widened like copper bells, her gaze sharp as she rapidly scanned her surroundings; Liu Pingsheng's expression was grave, his brows furrowed, and he searched frantically; Wu Zhenliang looked anxious, his hands clenched tightly, muttering to himself; Ling Lanzhi's delicate brows were furrowed, her beautiful eyes darting around, not missing a single corner. The four of them, master and disciples, were on high alert, searching everywhere for Xie Zhichuan's whereabouts.

However, all around was deathly silent, with only the howling wind, and there was no sign of Xie Zhichuan.

Seeing this, Blood Rakshasa was so angry that her eyebrows stood up like swords, and she cursed angrily, "That dog thief Xie Zhichuan is so cunning, he escaped! He is utterly despicable!" Her voice was sharp and angry, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

Shi Feiyang feigned another cry of alarm, his face filled with anxiety, and exclaimed, "Oh no! It must be that vixen Lan Xiaodie who's behind this! She must have taken advantage of the chaos to rescue Xie Zhichuan. What are we going to do? This is terrible! This is terrible!"

As he spoke, he stamped his feet, as if he were truly at a loss due to the sudden situation.

Upon hearing these words, Blood Rakshasa felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, jolting her awake instantly.

She hurriedly turned around and shouted to Ling Lanzhi, "Lanzhi, quick! Quick! Take people to check the treasury and granary! We must not let that witch and Xie Zhichuan rob the money and grain, otherwise we will be guilty of a terrible crime!"

Her voice was urgent and stern, carrying an unquestionable authority. Ling Lanzhi, Liu Pingsheng, Wu Zhenliang, and the others acted immediately upon hearing the order, their hearts filled with anxiety. They stumbled and staggered towards the treasury and granary to investigate.

They looked panicked, like a flock of frightened birds, fearing that a moment's delay would lead to disaster.

Seeing that everyone had left, Shi Feiyang helped Xue Luosha sit down cross-legged and began to heal her wounds.

On the surface, he appeared focused, with his eyes closed and his breathing steady, as if he were completely absorbed in healing Blood Rakshasa.

However, he was secretly pleased with himself, his thoughts racing: "Hehe, Xie Zhichuan, Lan Xiaodie, and Zhong Renwang have framed me like this many times in the past. Today, I'll let them taste what it's like to be wronged."

As he circulated his internal energy, he pondered to himself, a barely perceptible sly smile flashing across his face, like a cat that had stolen some fish.

Not long after, Ling Lanzhi and the others returned in a panic.

Ling Lanzhi's delicate brows were furrowed, like mountains locked in spring, her face full of worry. She urgently reported to Xue Luosha, "Master, something terrible has happened! The money and provisions have all vanished, but the guards seem to be in a dream, dazed and confused, as if they have been bewitched, and cannot be awakened." Her voice trembled, clearly terrified by this bizarre scene.

Liu Pingsheng, standing to the side, his expression as solemn as a sky overcast with dark clouds, recounted everything he had seen and heard in meticulous detail. He didn't miss a single detail, explaining it clearly and plainly.

Upon hearing this, Blood Rakshasa's face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color. She thought to herself, "I must have fallen for Lan Xiaodie's trick."

After all, Lan Xiaodie is the leader of the Five Poisons Sect. She is proficient in all kinds of strange and unpredictable poison skills and elusive kung fu. Who else but her can use such ghostly and undetectable methods?

Thinking of this, Blood Rakshasa sighed deeply, her expression somber, as if she had aged considerably in an instant. She lamented, "So be it! So be it! I left Tianshan hoping to make a name for myself in the martial world, but I never expected to encounter so many setbacks. Alas, now that I've fallen to such a state, I have no face to walk the martial world anymore. So be it, so be it, I should return to Tianshan and guard that pure land, rather than suffer humiliation here." Her voice was filled with weariness and helplessness, a sigh that came from the depths of her soul.

Seeing Xue Luosha so dejected, Shi Feiyang quickly comforted her gently, saying, "Senior, please don't be so discouraged. The martial world is a place of constant change, and victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Although there have been setbacks this time, Senior's martial arts skills are superb and your reputation is widespread. Why take such setbacks to heart? I dare to invite Senior to serve as an elder in the Xiong Ying Society. With your abilities, the Xiong Ying Society will surely be able to achieve great things, and Senior can also use this opportunity to realize your ambitions."

Shi Feiyang spoke earnestly, his eyes filled with sincerity, his voice gentle yet firm, like a warm current slowly flowing into the heart of Blood Rakshasa.

Blood Rakshasa looked dejected, slowly shook her head, and said with a bitter smile, "I appreciate the kindness of Hero Shi. However, I have truly lost face this time and am too ashamed to face anyone. I am deeply grateful to Hero Shi for saving my life today. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay him tenfold."

After saying this, she bowed gracefully to Shi Feiyang, her figure elegant yet revealing endless vicissitudes, to express her gratitude.

Then, Blood Rakshasa turned to her disciples Liu Pingsheng, Wu Zhenliang, and Ling Lanzhi and said, "Disciples, pack your bags and let's return to the southern border of Tianshan. I'm afraid we'll never be able to set foot in this martial world again."

Her voice carried a hint of loneliness and determination, as she bid farewell to this complex and chaotic world.

Before leaving, Blood Rakshasa said to Shi Feiyang, "Hero Shi, if you have time in the future, you are welcome to come to Nantian Mountain to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Although I have nothing of great value, I will certainly treat you with great hospitality to thank you for saving me today."

Her eyes held a hint of expectation; in this vast world, she still hoped to have the chance to meet Shi Feiyang again.

Shi Feiyang was secretly delighted, eager for the Blood Rakshasa master and disciple to leave as soon as possible. After all, his scheme had succeeded, and he was naturally extremely pleased with himself. However, on the surface, he tried his best to persuade them to stay, speaking earnestly and even feigning tears in his eyes, saying sincerely, "Senior, I am truly reluctant to see you go. But your mind is made up, and I cannot force you. I only hope that you have a safe journey and that we will meet again in the future." His acting was superb, leaving no room for doubt.

Seeing Shi Feiyang's deep affection and loyalty, the Blood Rakshasa master and his disciples were moved to tears, and their gratitude towards Shi Feiyang grew even stronger.

Once the figures of Blood Rakshasa and his disciple had completely disappeared into the night, Shi Feiyang immediately gathered his energy and unleashed his unparalleled "Thousand Miles Without Leaving a Trace" lightness skill. With a blur, he sped off like a white light towards the capital of the Lin Dan tribe. His movements were light and swift, instantly merging into the night, leaving only a faint afterimage, making him difficult to track.

As Shi Feiyang used his unparalleled lightness skill to gradually approach the capital of the Lindan tribe, a tragic scene, like a hell on earth, slowly came into his view from afar, like a solemn and bloody painting.

Outside the castle, the earth seemed to be deeply soaked in countless drops of blood, a shocking crimson. The red was so intense it looked as if it were about to drip, the land utterly baptized in blood. Corpses lay scattered everywhere, some dressed in the rugged attire of the Ordos tribe, their patterns blurred beyond recognition in the bloodstains; others wore the distinctive costumes of the Khorchin tribe, their vibrant colors now dulled by blood; but most numerous were the warriors and innocent civilians of the Lindan tribe.

Some were decapitated, their heads rolling to the side, eyes wide open, filled with terror and resentment, telling the story of their struggle before death; others were mutilated, their severed limbs scattered on the ground, the muscles on the severed limbs still twitching slightly, as if clinging to their once whole bodies. The scene was too gruesome to bear, sending chills down one's spine.

Blood flowed like a river, rampaging across the ground and meandering down the slopes like a dark red ribbon, emitting a pungent and intense stench. The stench was so strong that it solidified in the air, drifting with the wind, making it impossible to escape.

A gentle breeze carried the pungent stench of blood, like an invisible hand gripping one's throat, making one want to vomit. The air also carried the smell of burning flesh, the relentless flames of the battlefield still burning the broken weapons, shattered armor, and the clothes of the fallen.

In the campfire, weapons occasionally crackled and popped, their final protests at the end of their lives; armor was burned and twisted, like twisted souls; clothing turned to ashes in the flames, just like life that had vanished and scattered with the wind.

On the battlefield, faint groans could be heard occasionally, the pain of those who were seriously wounded but not yet dead struggling.

Their voices sounded particularly mournful in the dead of night, like wails from hell, piercing the night sky and stabbing at the heart.

Several crows circled low overhead, cawing hoarsely and harshly, like a death knell. They swooped down intermittently, their sharp claws digging into the corpses, pecking at the rotting flesh, adding to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere of the scene.

Witnessing the horrific scene outside the castle, Shi Feiyang's brows furrowed deeply, like a majestic mountain shrouded in a heavy, lingering gloom. He sighed inwardly; the conflicts of the martial world and the wars among tribes had brought untold suffering, plunging countless lives into the abyss of misery. Yet, he didn't pause, employing his superb lightness skill, moving like a wisp of smoke, swiftly and gracefully towards the royal palace within the castle. Shi Feiyang's movements were as light as a white cloud drifting in the sky, gently and slowly landing within the palace grounds.

Lin Dan, sweating profusely, saw Shi Feiyang approaching from afar. His face, which had been clouded with worry, instantly lit up with ecstatic joy. His eyes were filled with hope and happiness, as if he had seen the dawn in endless darkness.

He strode forward, his steps urgent and firm, and grasped Shi Feiyang's hands tightly. His voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Great Hero Shi, you've finally arrived! These past few days, I've been deeply worried about the war, unable to eat or sleep, and concerned about the survival of the tribe day and night. Seeing you here now is like rain after a long drought; the weight on my heart has finally been lifted."

His words were full of expectations and trust in Shi Feiyang.

Princess Gugra, standing to the side, was like a beautiful flower blooming in the desert, breathtakingly beautiful. She wore an extremely gorgeous long dress, the hem embroidered with exquisite patterns, the patterns so intricate and delicate that every stitch seemed to contain endless stories.

Under the light, the skirt shimmered with a soft glow, like a flowing golden river, the light shifting and dancing, creating a dreamlike scene.

Her eyes were like stars twinkling in the night sky, bright and deep, as if they held a vast galaxy.

At this moment, her eyes glistened with tears, like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the early morning, crystal clear.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she could no longer contain the surging feelings within her. Like a little bird returning to its nest, she rushed into Shi Feiyang's arms and burst into tears.

She released all the fear and anxiety she had accumulated over the days due to her worries about the war and her concern for Shi Feiyang.

Her cries contained both the relief of surviving a disaster and a deep longing for Shi Feiyang, a longing that, like vines in spring, clung tightly and was hard to sever.

Prince Lilak stood to one side, his face filled with gratitude, like a devout believer facing a deity, his eyes shining with reverence and thanks. He repeatedly expressed his gratitude: "Great Hero Shi, thanks to your strategic planning, our Lindan tribe has achieved this turnaround today. We will never forget this great kindness, and will forever remember it in our hearts, passing it down through generations. In the future, if Great Hero Shi has any requests, our Lindan tribe will do our utmost without hesitation." His words were full of sincerity and determination, demonstrating his deep respect for Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, as if Mount Tai stood firm and unyielding, exuding composure and grandeur.

He nodded slightly and stated in a calm and firm tone, "Your Majesty, rest assured, the Ordos and Khorchin tribes will withdraw their troops by noon tomorrow at the latest. With my strategic skills, I am fully confident that they will not dare to invade the Lindan tribe again for at least ten years. I, Shi Feiyang, hereby swear that I will ensure the safety of the Lindan tribe."

His voice, like the resounding of a great bell, echoed throughout the palace. His voice was firm and powerful, bringing everyone endless peace of mind and hope, like a solid city wall protecting the Lindan tribe from the invasion of foreign enemies.

Upon hearing this, Dang Xin was overjoyed, and her smile grew even brighter, like a blooming flower in spring, full of joy and gratitude.

He repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying, "Master Shi is truly the savior of my Lindan tribe! I don't know how to repay such a great kindness. If you have any needs, I will do everything in my tribe's power to meet them."

Then, Dang Xin turned her gaze to Shi Feiyang, her eyes filled with anticipation, and said, "Great Hero Shi, to be honest, my daughter Gugra has long admired you. I hope to betroth my daughter to you as your wife. What do you think? My daughter is gentle, kind, beautiful, and generous. If she could marry you, it would be a great blessing for my Lindan tribe."

His words expressed both respect for Shi Feiyang and his hopes for his daughter's happiness.

Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi, standing to the side, felt a sudden tightness in their hearts upon hearing Lin Dan's suggestion, as if a stone had suddenly broken the calm surface of a lake.

They looked up at Princess Gugra's radiant beauty. Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were bright and lively. She was like the most beautiful flower blooming in spring, exuding a captivating charm.

Looking at Shi Feiyang again, his handsome and imposing appearance was like the most dazzling star in the night sky, making it impossible to look away.

A touch of jealousy inevitably arose in Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi's hearts, like a gentle spring breeze that stirred up a still pond. However, Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi knew that the greater good was more important at this moment, and their personal feelings had to be put aside for the time being.

Gong Simeng forced herself to suppress her emotions, her lips curving upwards into a strained smile. Though tinged with bitterness, the smile remained gentle and captivating. She said softly, "This is truly a perfect match. Master Shi is a peerless hero, a master of the martial world, and Princess Gugra is a match made in heaven. Their future together will surely be a legendary tale."

Bai Zhi stood to the side, silently nodding in agreement, but her smile carried a hint of forced reluctance, like dark clouds obscuring the sun, unable to conceal the complex emotions in her heart.

Shi Feiyang pondered for a moment, and many thoughts flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. He recalled the bits and pieces of his past with Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi, those days of sharing hardships and deep affection; then he looked up at Princess Gugra, and saw that her eyes, full of expectation and affection, were like stars twinkling in the night sky, bright and moving.

Looking at Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi again, a warm feeling welled up in my heart, like the warm sun in spring, dispelling my hesitation.

He nodded slightly and softly agreed, "I am deeply grateful for the Great Khan's kindness and Princess Gugra's good intentions. I wish to accompany the princess hand in hand." Upon hearing this, Gugra was overjoyed, like a happy little deer running freely on the spring grassland. She threw herself into Shi Feiyang's arms again, her face beaming with a happy smile, a smile as radiant and captivating as the most beautiful flower blooming in spring. In her beautiful eyes, her deep affection for Shi Feiyang was like a deep lake, its shimmering light captivating all who beheld it.

Seeing this, Dang Xin was overjoyed, his face beaming with a loving smile, as warm and gentle as the spring sun. He then turned to Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi and asked, "My ladies, aren't you jealous? Why do you support your husbands marrying my daughter?"

His words carried a hint of curiosity, yet also revealed respect for the two of them.

Gong Simeng smiled, but a hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, gone in an instant.

She said softly, “Your Majesty may not know this, but jealousy is a natural human emotion. However, we also know that if we ladies fight for favor, it will inevitably lead to the disintegration of the Xiong Ying Society, ultimately benefiting our enemies and harming ourselves. We cannot let our personal desires ruin our great cause. The path of the martial world is inherently full of dangers, and only by working together can we achieve great things.”

Her voice was soft yet firm, exuding a profound sense of righteousness and speaking of the responsibility of those who live the life of a chivalrous person.

Upon hearing this, Dang Xin couldn't help but praise, "Madam truly deserves to be called a martial arts elite trained by the Divine Water Palace. She is a heroine among women, with far-sighted plans and a broad vision. The Divine Water Palace is fortunate to have cultivated such a person as Madam." His words were full of admiration and praise.

Gong Simeng's pretty face flushed slightly, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, delicate and beautiful.

She said modestly, "Your Majesty flatters us. This is all thanks to Madam Shi, our eldest sister, Lin Wanqing, the former young master of Changsheng Fortress. She is a true heroine and a heroine among women. It is under her guidance that we have been able to understand the implications of this."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and praised Lin Wanqing for being sensible and reasonable.

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird, which had been quietly waiting in the corner, seemed to sense the joyous atmosphere. It gently flapped its wings, making a "fluttering" sound, and was also happily congratulating Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugra on their marriage.

A peaceful atmosphere permeated the royal palace, and the gloomy atmosphere of war that had previously shrouded the palace vanished completely, like snow under the warm spring sun. Khan Lindan's eyes shone brightly, like the brightest star in the night sky, as he keenly seized this perfect opportunity.

His voice was booming, powerful and resonant, echoing throughout the palace: "There's no better time than today. Such a joyous occasion is perfect for my daughter to marry Master Shi. Firstly, it celebrates Master Shi and the heroes of the Xiong Ying Society for their brilliant strategies in successfully repelling the combined forces of the Ordos and Khorchin tribes, ensuring the safety of my Lindan tribe. Secondly, this auspicious occasion will allow my Lindan tribe to forge a deep friendship with the Xiong Ying Society, working together to create a glorious future."

These words, once uttered, were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were first taken aback, then burst into cheers and jubilation.

The cheers were deafening, as if they were about to pierce the sky and make the whole world tremble.

They crowded around Shi Feiyang and Gugela, their faces beaming with joy and blessings. Their smiles were as radiant and dazzling as spring flowers in full bloom. The crowd's enthusiasm was like a blazing fire, intense and warm, making the entire palace cozy and dispelling all the coldness of the world. Although the night sky before dawn was still as deep as ink, like an endless dark ocean, the capital of the Lindan tribe was as bright as day, brilliantly lit.

The streets and alleys were decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. Red lanterns hung high, like ripe persimmons, swaying gently in the breeze and casting a festive glow. The glow was soft and warm, like a mother's embrace, enveloping the entire capital city.

The cooks were all extremely busy. They rolled up their sleeves, revealing their strong arms, and their cleavers flew up and down on the cutting board like nimble butterflies, skillfully slaughtering cattle and sheep.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of meat mixed with the mellow fragrance of wine; the scent was intoxicating. In the kitchen, flames roared in the stoves, like leaping sprites, while large and small pots steamed, meticulously preparing for the grand wedding feast to come.

The broth in the pot was bubbling and gurgling, happily expressing its joy.

The entire capital was immersed in a joyous atmosphere, with laughter and happiness everywhere, and everyone's face beaming with joy.

Princess Gugra's boudoir was spacious and luxurious, decorated in a warm and elegant manner.

Stepping inside is like stepping into a dream world.

Inside the room, red candles flickered, their soft light casting a warm, romantic glow. The candlelight, like a shy blush on a young girl's cheeks, gently caressed every corner.

Princess Gugra sat side by side with Shi Feiyang on the edge of the bed. Her graceful figure, like a delicate and beautiful flower, made her even more beautiful and charming in the festive atmosphere.

At this moment, she was filled with joy, yet slightly shy, and a blush crept onto her cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

She nestled gently in Shi Feiyang's arms, like a little bird returning to its nest, having found a warm harbor.

Tears of emotion continued to fall like pearls from a broken string.

The tears, glistening in the candlelight, mirrored her complex yet blissful emotions—a mixture of anticipation for the future and gratitude for the present happiness.

Shi Feiyang looked gentle, his eyes filled with love, a gaze that could melt anyone's heart.

He reached out his hand, a large and warm hand, and gently wiped away the tears from Princess Gugra's eyes. His voice was soft yet firm as he comforted her, "Princess, please don't cry anymore. After I quell the rebellion in Bozhou, I will come to this vast grassland often to stay with you forever. From then on, no matter what the storms, I will never let you suffer any more grievances. I am willing to use my body to shelter you from the wind and rain and protect you for the rest of your life." His words were like a spring breeze, carrying a touch of warmth, making Princess Gugra's heart feel warm and cozy, like the spring sunshine filling her heart.

Upon hearing this, Princess Gugra wept with joy. She raised her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky, bright and captivating. Gazing at Shi Feiyang, she said affectionately, "I wish to bear many, many children for you, and spend the rest of my life with you on this grassland. We will watch the sunrise and sunset together, witness our children grow up, and share the joys of family life."

Her voice was soft and melodious, like heavenly music, full of boundless longing and anticipation for the future. Every word was a seed full of deep affection, falling into Shi Feiyang's heart.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang laughed heartily, a laugh so cheerful and unrestrained that it seemed to dispel all the gloom in the world.

He said, “It’s almost dawn, and my wife must be tired. Let’s rest early. Today’s happiness is just the beginning of our wonderful future. The days ahead will surely be even more wonderful.”

After saying that, he gently blew out the candle, and the room was immediately plunged into a soft darkness.

In the darkness, Princess Gugra shyly slipped into bed, and Shi Feiyang followed suit.

The two embraced tightly, feeling each other's warmth and love.

The morning sunlight, like a golden veil, shines through the window, casting dappled shadows on the walls and making the whole room even more warm and romantic.

In bed, Princess Gugra nestled in Shi Feiyang's arms, her long, ink-black hair falling loosely, a few strands playfully framing her face, adding to her allure. Her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, gazed at Shi Feiyang with deep affection, the love in them surging like a tidal wave, threatening to overwhelm him.

Princess Gugra parted her lips slightly, her voice soft and melodious, like a spring breeze, carrying a hint of sweetness: "Feiyang, to be able to marry you today is truly a blessing that I, Gugra, have accumulated over many lifetimes. Along this journey, we have experienced many twists and turns, but whenever I think of you, I feel that everything has been worthwhile. Meeting you is the most beautiful thing in my life."

As she spoke, she raised her head slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, "But you bear a heavy responsibility, and will have to go to Bozhou to quell the rebellion in the future. This journey is long and arduous, and extremely dangerous. How can I not worry about you? I pray for you day and night, wishing you a safe return."

Her voice held both sweet happiness and deep concern for Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang gently held Princess Gugra's hand, which was as delicate and warm as the softest flower petals in spring.

His gaze was firm yet gentle, like the warm spring sun, or the eternal North Star in the deep night sky, providing guidance and endless strength no matter the storms.

He gazed lovingly at Princess Gugra and said slowly, “Princess, you can rest assured. I, Shi Feiyang, have roamed the martial world for many years, experiencing countless storms and bloodshed. This rebellion in Bozhou is but a storm along the way; how could it defeat me? Once I have quelled the Bozhou rebellion, I will return as quickly as possible, and from then on, we will be together forever, never to be separated again. For the rest of my life, I will protect you and never let you suffer the slightest grievance.”

As he spoke, he gently stroked Princess Gugra's hair, which was as smooth as black silk, slipping through his fingertips.

Shi Feiyang continued, “Look at this grassland, it’s vast and boundless, with a wide expanse of sky and earth, and picturesque scenery. When I return, we will ride horses together, galloping from the east side of this grassland to the west side, seeing every beautiful scene and feeling every breeze.”

His words were full of longing for the future, and every word carried the spirit of the grasslands.

Princess Gugra smiled, a blissful smile blooming on her lips. Her smile was like the most beautiful flower in spring, bright and captivating, making one feel as if they were surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled with longing, as if she could already see her future family living happily together. She said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back. I want to have a bunch of lovely children for you, and our family will enjoy happiness together on this grassland, filling our home with laughter." Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a pastoral song on the grassland, full of beautiful expectations for the future.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang laughed heartily, his laughter so cheerful and unrestrained that it seemed to break through all the gloom and echoed throughout the bridal chamber for a long time.

He said, “That’s wonderful. Our children will be as kind and beautiful as you, with pure hearts like a clear spring on the grassland; and as brave and resolute as I am, to carve out their own place in this world.”

After saying this, he hugged Princess Gugra tightly, feeling her warmth.

His heart was filled with anticipation for the future, and he said firmly, "With you by my side, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I am fearless. You are the source of my strength, supporting me to move forward bravely."

Princess Gugra nestled close to Shi Feiyang's shoulder, like a gentle, dependent little bird that had found a warm place to rest.

She gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like butterflies dancing in spring. She felt the strong sense of security emanating from Shi Feiyang's strong arms, and her heart was filled with sweetness and peace.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a hint of sweetness and boundless affection. She whispered, "Feiyang, from this moment on, I will fervently pray for you on this vast grassland. May Heaven have mercy on you, granting you a smooth journey through Bozhou, turning misfortune into good fortune, and allowing you to return in triumph soon. I will wait for your return every day on this grassland."

Her words were filled with concern and longing for Shi Feiyang. Every word was like a seed full of affection, falling into Shi Feiyang's heart and taking root.

At noon, sunlight streamed through the carved window lattices, casting dappled shadows like golden threads, gently illuminating the bed. Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugra slowly awoke, their eyes meeting, and they smiled at each other, their smiles filled with the sweetness and happiness of newlyweds.

Hand in hand, they entered the bathing area, amidst the rising steam, like a pair of celestial beings who had stumbled upon a fairyland.

They frolicked in the water, their clear, melodious laughter echoing throughout the space, adding a touch of romance to this beautiful moment.

After bathing, the two carefully selected their finest attire.

Shi Feiyang, dressed in a white robe with a silver belt around his waist, looked even more dashing; Princess Gugra changed into a red dress with gold embroidery on the hem, resembling a blooming peony, beautiful and charming.

The two walked hand in hand out of Princess Gugra's fragrant boudoir, and then climbed the city wall side by side.

Looking around, one could see that the allied forces of the Ordos and Khorchin tribes had already retreated, leaving behind only a devastated battlefield.

On the battlefield, weapons lay scattered on the ground, and tattered flags fluttered helplessly in the wind.

The soldiers of the Lindan tribe were busy cleaning up the battlefield outside the city. Some of them were carrying broken weapons, which still bore the marks of battle; others were burying their fallen comrades. Their expressions were solemn and resolute, and their eyes revealed respect for the dead and loyalty to the tribe.

Looking at all this, Shi Feiyang was filled with emotion, knowing that this victory was hard-won and that every drop of blood had contributed to the peace at this moment.

At this moment, the Khan of the Lindan tribe, Dangxin, and Prince Lilak, accompanied by Gong Simeng, Bai Zhi, and Xiao Lingling, walked steadily toward Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugra. Their steps were neat and powerful.

Princess Gugra understood this.

She walked gracefully towards Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi, her lotus-like steps light and her figure elegant, like a flower blooming in the wind.

Then, she bowed slightly and said in a clear and melodious voice, "Sister Gong, Sister Bai, I, Gu Gela, greet you. I hope you two will take good care of me in the future, and I will listen carefully to your teachings."

Her eyes were full of sincerity and humility, like the clear lake water on the grassland.

Seeing this, Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, but they were both very understanding and knew that Shi Feiyang's marriage to Princess Gugra was not just a matter of personal feelings, but also related to the alliance between the Xiong Ying Society and the Lin Dan tribe.

Gong Simeng smiled gently, a smile as warm and soft as the spring sunshine. She said softly, "Sister Gugela, you're too kind. Your marriage to Mr. Shi is truly a match made in heaven. May you two grow old together, be of one heart and mind forever, and walk hand in hand through every beautiful moment of your lives."

Bai Zhi nodded in agreement and said gently, "Sister, don't be shy. From now on, we are family. In this world, we must support each other and face everything together."

Although their words were soft, they could not hide the complex emotions in their hearts. It was the subtle psychology of women when facing relationships, which included both acceptance of new members and adherence to their own feelings.

Seeing the harmonious and joyful atmosphere among Shi Feiyang's family, Dang Xin was overjoyed, feeling as if the warm spring sun had filled his heart. With a delighted expression, he immediately declared, "Today, the enemy has retreated, the tribe has returned to peace, and on this joyous occasion of my daughter's marriage to the great hero Shi, I, the Khan, will certainly hold a grand banquet to celebrate!"

Its sound was like the ringing of a great bell, echoing throughout the palace.

(End of this chapter)